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And there were future reflections |
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On the face and the hands |
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On a green colored island |
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On a primitive man |
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It was the future reflected |
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It felt familiar but new |
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A street was missing a building |
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The kids had something to do |
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There was a feeling the spirit was leaving |
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Red like a marker |
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So my tribe, with my knife |
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Cut the heart from a lonely life |
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I saw patterns on floorboards |
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Deep in the dust was a leader |
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Someone was walking on floorboards |
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Turned them from oak to cedar |
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He can assess the situation |
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I wrapped a string around my finger |
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Into the forest with the young ones |
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I don't expect to be a winner |
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But as long as you feel it |
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I'm a believer |
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My heart is phosphor |
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Sea rolls and death tolls |
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Break the surface don't break my bones |
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Off of the trail and off of your hands and |
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Onto a new plan |
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Is the cost to stay lost |
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Forever in an empty skin |
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Pale and thin |
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If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell |
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But pieces come together |
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for some reason just as well |
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Their guns couldn't see us |
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There's a sea outside my door |
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And one day I'll appreciate |
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The rush of blood |
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and the washed out beat of the shore |
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And remember what it felt like |
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To be alone |
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Sitting in the sunlight |
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All alone |
